In the sky there is a pattern of stars called the Great Bear, or Ursa Major. A Micmac story tells how, in late spring, the bear wakes from it's long sleep. It is chased by seven hunters disguised as stars. In summer they chase it across the Northern Horizon. In fall, there are only three hunters left. They shoot their arrows and hit the bear. The bear rears up on its hind feet and eventually falls on it's back. Its blood drips down to Earth and paints the leaves red. In winter, the skeleton of the bear lies on its back in teh sky. But the bears spirit enters another bear. The next spring, this other bear sets off across the sky. And on and on.

I love such stories. I got the chance to hear the some native american's stories of creation, and how certain animals became what they are when I was a kid. Those stories have always stuck with me, and actualy seemed a lot nicer than anything my catholic teachings said. I guess thats why I'm not a catholic any more.

Naked?

Re: Naked?

I meantnaked in the "I feel naked without my phone on me" sense. Not literal nudity. Alas, I have not yet found a way to update my livejournal from my shower, but when I find a way, I assure you, I shall. haha

good lord

i realize the context of feeling naked IE vulnerable without a cellphone (that is why i carry two, that and im deranged) however if nudity is to be had, you should go full Monty and enjoy the feeling of true insecurity and freedom that it grants, its a confusing feeling at best.